Archived Posts from July, 2007

The Last Hurrah

I can’t quit this blog without leaving you with my favorite dirty ditty of all time. I had been saving this song for the right post, but there’s no point waiting now. So without further ado, here is the Pussycat Song by God’s favorite band and mine, too - The Asylum Street Spankers.

You can buy this song here, and I hope you do. This band is amazing.

And by the way, you guys aren’t making this easy for me!

Filed under: Music | July 25th, 2007 Comments (3)

A Fond Farewell

I regret to inform you, dear readers, that I will not be able to continue blogging here any longer. My employment circumstances are about to change, suddenly and drastically, and I cannot afford the risk of sex blogging anymore.

You  may be surprised to learn that I do most of my blogging (and reading and commenting) at my workplace. That should tell you something about my job - I don’t have nearly enough work to do and nobody really gives a shit. That used to bother me but I learned to exploit the circumstances to my advantage. It was fun while it lasted.

But now things are shifting dramatically and while much is uncertain right now, I think that things are going to improve in my workplace and I welcome the change.

There is no room for blogging in my home life, particularly sex blogging. I’m much busier at home than I am at work, ironically, and I’m not willing to take time away from my family so I can pursue my online interests. It would be a sad twist of fate indeed if my sex blog were to detract from my sex life. We certainly can’t have THAT!

Frankly, I’m not all that disappointed. I love to write and to share my thoughts and to participate in thought-provoking discussions. But I never was very good at popularity contests and the blogging world is just too damn clique-ish and competitive for my nature. Not to mention the fact that reading and commenting on other blogs, while fun and fascinating to be sure, is incredibly time-consuming. Time is a very precious and scarce resource in my life and I really don’t mind shifting my priorities. I look forward to pursuing other interests and creative outlets.

I’d like to extend a heartfelt thanks to all my regular lurkers (I know you’re out there, whoever you are!) and especially to the other bloggers who commented on my posts and made me feel welcome in the blogosphere. I hope to continue reading your blogs when I can, so I may still show up in your comment threads from time to time. There is truly a lot of talent in the world of sex blogging and it has been an honor to participate in this genre with all of you.

Happy orgasms for all!



Filed under: General | July 24th, 2007 Comments (8)

Late HNT


It’s still Thursday here, so happy HNT everyone!

Steel gave me this lovely parasol for my birthday. We’ll have more photos of it (and me) to come;)

Filed under: Memes | July 19th, 2007 Comments (6)

Birthday Sex!

How could I forget? My birthday wasn’t all about strippers and sex shops, it also involved some great sex! Unfortunately, we didn’t find the toy I was looking for at the sex shop, so no new toy reviews to share with you. And while being groped by a naked dancer really didn’t make me horny, either, I was still plenty eager to get home and get naked with my virile husband.

And get naked we did! I won’t give you a play by play because our sex life really isn’t very theatrical, it’s just good old-fashioned raw and dirty fucking and I loved every second of it. I wasn’t sure how well my pussy would perform because we had some impromptu and vigorous sex the night before, despite Steel’s initial insistence that we should abstain so I’d be up for a serious pussy workout on my birthday. But then he offered to just lick my pussy because that really isn’t very demanding on my tender cunt. I couldn’t really argue with that, but I knew right then that I was going to get fully and properly fucked unless Steel was prepared to put on the brakes. Once I start cumming there’s no way I can turn down his cock. And once I start cumming he can’t resist my pussy, so that was that. We’re really not very good at delayed gratification!

Fortunately my pussy was eager for more on the big night and I’m pretty sure I broke another orgasm record. Today I am so tender that I had to wear a skirt to work because I just can’t have any fabric rubbing on my swollen labia. I’m sure that tonight we’ll have to settle for some quiet movie-watching while my yoni recovers, but she’ll back in top form in no time, don’t worry;)

Filed under: General | July 18th, 2007 Comments (0)

Birthday Report

My very first strip club experience provided more food for thought than it did titillation, which is quite alright with me. It was a Tuesday night so there were hardly any patrons in attendance. The hostess seated us at a booth and we ordered bottled water (they don’t serve alcohol) and settled in to watch the girl on stage, who was wearing only a G-string and standard-issue stripper shoes. We barely had a chance to get cozy when the dancer suddenly shouted, “Hey you!”

I looked up to see that she was pointing at me and signaling for me to come up to the stage. Always the good sport, I rose to meet her. I was wearing a skimpy little sundress and she reached into it and fondled my breasts. She looked up to check my reaction and felt sufficiently emboldened to reach around and slide her hands up my thigh and grab my ass. She playfully lifted my dress and displayed my panties to everyone in the club. Then the dancer tried to chat me up, promising that she was going to be giving me attention All. Night. Long.

Throughout all of this I simply grinned and giggled nervously. She finally let me return to my seat and Steel congratulated me. I wished I had had some cash to give to her, but my little sundress had no pockets and besides, it was my birthday so Steel was carrying all the dough. I figured I’d make it up to her whenever she came around again, but I never got the chance. After her dance was over she latched onto a tall gentleman who accompanied her upstairs to the Safari Room.

I wish I could say that her little touchy-feely flirtation had aroused me, but it didn’t. I like the idea of being bisexual because it seems like it could be fun, but the reality of it is that I’ve never hungered for pussy, whereas I definitely get powerful cock cravings. I’d still like to think that the right woman in the right context could push my buttons, but this particular situation was definitely not the most conducive to my tastes.

For one thing, there were only about 5 other people in the club that night, all men. I was the only woman besides the waitress and the dancers. Overall the whole place had a sad, desperate vibe to it. I told Steel that I thought it might have been more fun if we were there on a busy night, and then I would have felt less conspicuous. I really prefer to be an anonymous observer in strange new settings but that was undermined as soon as that dancer picked me out of the crowd 2 minutes after I walked in the door. That shoved me way outside my comfort zone of “silent observer” into that scary realm of the spotlight.

I’m not at all the sort of person who thrives on being the center of attention, and when I’m thrust into that position without warning it makes me a little uncomfortable. I shared my thoughts with Steel, and we ended up having an interesting conversation about how some women solicit the male gaze while others shun it. I examined my own behavior and realized that while I enjoy wearing sexy and flattering clothing, I don’t do it because I seek male attention. I do it because I like feeling sexy, and because I know it turns on my husband and I very much enjoy titillating and teasing him. I also want him to see that other men find me attractive and sexy. I want him to see men checking me out because I want him to feel proud to be with me.

To illustrate my point, we also visited the sex toy shop earlier in the evening. There were some male customers inside, one male employee and one female employee. The only person I made eye contact with while we were in there was the female employee. I smiled at her a couple of times and she responded warmly. I avoided eye contact with all of the men. Later, during our discussion of the male gaze Steel was surprised when I told him that I hadn’t noticed anyone checking me out in the store. In order to find out if someone is watching you, you have to watch them; whereas I ignored them completely.

Eye contact is how you initiate a flirtatious exchange, and I don’t care to flirt with men that I don’t intend to seduce. Of course just because a woman makes eye contact with a man doesn’t necessarily mean she wants to flirt with him or seduce him. But when you’re the only female customer in a sex toy shop then men tend to make assumptions about your character.

The funny thing is, at the time I wasn’t at all consciously avoiding eye contact with anyone. But upon reflection I realized that that has always been my shield against unwanted attention. It is a learned, defensive behavior that I have been practicing habitually for so long that I wasn’t even aware of it.

I’m going to be examining this tendency of mine a little more. I need a little time to process my thoughts on it, which I’m sure will lead to more stimulating conversations with Steel and I love that:) I’ll be sure to share my conclusions with you when I figure it all out.

Filed under: General | July 18th, 2007 Comments (2)

Happy Birthday to Me:)

Yep, I’m 34 years old today. Unlike a surprising number of my peers, I’m not at all concerned about aging. I think that may well be because I lived hard and fast in my 20’s so I don’t have to wonder about what sort of adventures I could have had. I did have them and it was fabulous!

Having young children makes adventure-seeking a bit more complicated and certainly less frequent, but it can be done. As of yesterday Steel and I will be kid-free throughout the remainder of the summer, excepting weekends. My son will be with his grandparents during the week, so we will be taking full advantage of all opportunities to pursue our more hedonistic urges. And I suppose we’ll tackle some home improvement projects, too, albeit in the last week of summer vacation after we’ve exhausted all the more appealing options;)

Tonight Steel will take me out to our favorite Greek restaurant for a tasty dinner. Then we’ll walk to our favorite vegetarian restaurant for a healthy and delicious smoothy. Afterward he’s promised to take me to a strip club! It will be my first time!

There probably aren’t a lot of wives who hope their husband will take them to a strip club on their birthday, but that’s how it goes when you’re married to a sassy sex blogger, eh?

I’m trying to keep my expectations fairly low. I don’t expect it to be a particularly mind-blowing experience, but simply a new experience that I can cross off my checklist of Things To Do Before I Die, Just Because. At the very least I’m hoping that one or both of us will be titillated to the point of urgency and then we can race back to the house and fuck like mad.

I’ll let you know how it goes;)

Filed under: General | July 17th, 2007 Comments (7)

TMI Tuesday #92

I love TMI!

  1. What’s the sexiest type of underwear? For men, I’m partial to boxers or boxer briefs. For women, I like the string bikini style, which is also what I like to wear most.
  2. Would you/have you ever paid money for sex? No I haven’t and no I wouldn’t. Not because there’s anything wrong with paying for sex, but I’m a cheapskate. Why pay for something I can get for free? I’d much rather get paid to have sex!
  3. Is facial/body hair sexy or no? (Mustache, chest, etc. for men, and underarms/legs for women.) Or do you frankly not care? When it comes to men and facial hair I have some definite preferences. I think very few men can wear a mustache without looking like a creepy used car salesman. Goatees and beards I don’t mind so much. However, there is one man who OWNS the creepy used car salesman look, and that is Har Mar Superstar. Check it. As for body hair, I’m not so particular. My man is a member of the Hairy-Chested Man’s Club and I like him like that. As for women, I really wish that people would get over their skewed and rigid definitions of femininity and just let women have body hair. In college I went through a phase where I shaved my head but not my legs or my armpits. If a woman is sexy, it is because of how she carries herself and the attitude she exudes, not because she shaves her pits.
  4. What is the strangest thing you’ve ever seen featured in pornography? Well, I haven’t watched a lot of pornography but I did see one of those BBW pornos* years ago in which I saw a guy fuck an 800 lb. woman who was bent over a kitchen counter and he couldn’t find her coochie so he just fucked whichever slot of flesh was handy. Yeah, that was pretty strange.
  5. What’s worse, not enough sex or too much? Is there such a thing as “too much”? Not enough is the worst! Too much is when my pussy is tender and sore and any contact just hurts. But it’s a temporary state and a little reminder of how much fun I had the night before;) I’ll take too much over not enough anytime.
  6. Bonus: What’s the most illegal thing you’ve ever done (that you can admit to, at least)? Were you caught? The most illegal thing I’ve ever done was sell a few hits of LSD to my friends in high school. I was not caught, which is a good thing because they have some draconian sentencing laws when it comes to LSD.

*You’re probably wondering why I would watch such a thing, so I’ll tell you. I was hanging out with a group of friends, guys and gals, and the guys started badgering us to go get some porn, because wouldn’t it be hott to watch some porn with all these cute girls? Maybe they’ll get turned on and want to fuck us! Yeah! They were a little surprised by how quickly we agreed, and it was my best friend’s idea to get the BBW video.

The worst part? We repeated this scenario just one week later and they still sent us to pick out the porn. Only that time instead of BBW we got a video of gay men. That was the last time they sent us girls to pick out their porn for them.

TMI Tuesday

Filed under: Video, Memes, Celebrities | July 17th, 2007 Comments (5)

Sugasm #88

Sugasm #88

Mon 16th Jul, 07

The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #89? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form.

This Week’s Picks

Kinky To Vanilla

“Now, each time we play with others, it’s a gift that further cements our closeness and shows us the value of our love.”

One For The Guys

“Get into the habit of building your sexual pleasure and indulging in it fully.”

When A Client Dies-Part 2

“As I drank my morning coffee I googled his name and “obit”. Up popped his obituary.”

Mr. Sugasm Himself

A Porn Store Clerk Speaks

Editor’s Choice

Love at First Sight

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See also: Fleshbot’s Sex Blog Roundup each Tuesday and Friday.

Ruby’s Picks

From now on, I’ll be highlighting my personal favorites from the weekly Sugasm since there are always more than three (or even five) noteworthy entries. Enjoy!

Sex Work

Clients Say the Darndest Things

Thoughts on Sex and Relationships

Bald = hot

Kinky Vanilla

On abandon

Erotic Writing and Experiences


The Love of Sea Glass

Watching you

Virgin Princess Award Winner courtesy of Mistress 160’s Abode.

Filed under: Sugasm | July 16th, 2007 Comments (0)

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